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Michael Gasparino

05/24/12 11:26pm

MICHAEL GASPARINO PHOTO | Shoreham-Wading River senior Trevor Brosco scored five goals Thursday against Glenn.


After the Shoreham-Wading River boys lacrosse team dispatched Elwood-John Glenn, 14-3, in Thursday’s Suffolk County Class C semifinal playoff game, the squad’s 11 seniors gathered with the coaches for a group photo commemorating their final game on their home field at Shoreham-Wading River High School.

Stretched out before them was The Banner. A blue and gold, vinyl reminder — emblazoned with “SWR LAX” and GO WILDCATS — of just how far this program has come.

Wildcats coach Tom Rotanz gave a brief history of The Banner to the assembled, noting that it came into being in the first year of the varsity lacrosse program, 1994, created by a set of parents, the Messinas, who figured a banner would help give the fledgling team some much-needed recognition.

“I was born in 1994,” one player remarked, and all of the adults within earshot immediately felt older than they already are.

“We only had 14, 15 kids, and we played on one of the side fields,” Rotanz recalled. “Back then, that’s the only thing that was good, was that banner. I think in the first two years we were 3 and 29. My first year was the second year and we were 1-15, and we scored 38 goals for the entire season. And we scored 14 in one game against Wyandanch. We were shut out I think four straight games. I was thinking, this is gonna be terrible.”

Eventually, things changed, to the tune of eight Suffolk County titles and two state championships. The top-ranked Wildcats (14-3) will go for their ninth Suffolk championship when they face off against No. 2 Bayport-Blue Point in the Class C final Wednesday at 3 p.m. at Stony Brook University.

MICHAEL GASPARINO PHOTO | The Shoreham-Wading River seniors pose with The Banner, which was made in 1994.

The Banner, though, remains constant, passed down from senior class to senior class, to be unfurled at the final home game and other memorable moments.

“Now it’s got so much tradition to it,” Rotanz said, adding that while the team has moved from a side field to the main field, complete with a sound system, a scoreboard and tremendous fan support, the most important thing is the number of players who have come through the program and gone on to have continued success.

“You look at them and you see them all doing well, and they’re either coaching in college or playing at the college level,” Rotanz said, adding that his son, Tom, will be playing for Dowling College in the NCAA Division II championship game against Limestone College this Sunday at Gillette Stadium in Foxboro, Mass. “All 12 seniors from last year’s team played this year in college. So it’s pretty neat.”

Trevor Brosco scored five goals and had two assists to lead the Wildcats attack against Glenn. James Higgins scored four goals with one assist and Tim Rotanz had three goals and an assist. Ryan Bray and Dylan Gorman also scored for Shoreham. Brosco has 38 goals and 15 assists on the season, while Rotanz has 38 goals and 36 assists.

Goaltender Tyler Lutjen finished with 10 saves, including a couple of point-blank shots in the second quarter that helped the Wildcats maintain its early lead.

Glenn kept the game close early, trailing 3-2 with less than three minutes left in the second quarter. “Early on, it was a little closer, balls weren’t bouncing our way,” said Brosco. “But we stayed on hustle and eventually we started picking up ground balls.”

Brosco was the primary beneficiary, as he scored three times in 87 seconds to give the Wildcats a 6-2 lead at halftime.

The assault continued in the third quarter with four more goals, beginning with Gorman’s at the 3:19 mark. Tim Rotanz, Higgins and Rotanz again made it seven unanswered goals before Glenn’s Joe DiRaimo broke the streak. The Wildcats added four more goals in the fourth quarter, including two by Higgins, one by Bray and Brosco’s fifth.

Coach Rotanz said the early ground ball trouble didn’t frustrate the Wildcats too much. “I just told them to be patient, don’t force it, and just play our game,” he said. “At one point we felt like a prizefighter — you get enough jabs in there, and eventually they’re going to put their arms down and we’re going to bang ‘em.”

Bayport (12-5) trounced Mount Sinai in the other semifinal game, 16-2. The Wildcats defeated Bayport, 11-7, on May 3.

Brosco said the Wildcats need to keep playing their game to get to where they always expect to be, playing for a county championship. “We just have to move the ball, get the ground balls, and hopefully we’ll come out on top,” he said. “Last year we earned our eighth [title], so we just want to keep the streak up and get the ninth this year.”

05/23/12 8:47pm

BILL LANDON PHOTO | Shoreham-Wading River pitcher Chelsea Hawks is mobbed at home plate after scoring the winning run on a wild pitch in the 9th inning against Miller Place Wednesday.


Chelsea Hawks scored the game-winning run on a wild pitch with two outs in the bottom of the ninth inning Wednesday, giving the Shoreham-Wading River softball team a 3-2 victory over Miller Place in a Suffolk County Class A quarterfinal game at Shoreham-Wading River High School.

Hawks drew a one-out walk, moved to second base on a sacrifice bunt by Hailey Tilton, and then got to third on a wild pitch by Miller Place pitcher Jaqueline Gallagher. Stevie Micheli was then hit by a pitch to put runners on the corners before another wild pitch, with Erin Whalen at the plate, scored Hawks from third with the game winner.

Hawks was the winning pitcher, going the extra-inning distance with 9 innings pitched, allowing five hits and walking three with 13 strikeouts. Maddie Massa was 2-for-4 with a double, an RBI and a run scored for the Wildcats. Alex Hutchins was 2-for-4 with a double and a run scored.

The fourth-ranked Wildcats will visit top seed Sayville in the Class A semifinals Friday at 4 p.m. Sayville defeated Rocky Point in the quarterfinals.

The Wildcats are 2-0 against Sayville this season. The Golden Flashes ended Shoreham’s season in the semifinals last year.

04/21/12 6:42pm

MICHAEL GASPARINO PHOTO | Trevor Brosco of Shoreham-Wading River firing a shot on goal while being pursued by Rocky Point's Nick Accardi.


The Shoreham-Wading River boys lacrosse team shut out Rocky Point in the second half of their Suffolk County Division II showdown on Saturday and got fourth-quarter goals from Ryan Bray and Trevor Brosco, securing a 10-8 victory at Shoreham-Wading River High School.

Rocky Point grabbed an 8-7 halftime lead thanks to Vin LoScalzo’s goal with 50 seconds left in the second quarter. The Wildcats made a key adjustment on defense, switching to a zone, and that stymied the Eagles’ attack from then on. Rocky Point maintained the one-goal edge for most of the third quarter until Dylan Gorman rifled a shot past Eagles goaltender Kevin Fitzpatrick with 29 seconds left in the quarter, evening the score at 8-8.

The Wildcats took the lead early in the fourth quarter when Bray converted a pass from Brosco. A key save by Tyler Lutjen helped the Wildcats stay on top, and the Eagles came close again when Mike Bellissimo rang a shot off the left post with four minutes left.

Shoreham defender Chris Mahoney made what could be considered the play of the game when he intercepted a pass and gave the Wildcats possession with 2:16 to play. Shoreham tacked on an insurance goal with 1:48 remaining off the stick of Brosco, who finished with three goals. James Higgins also scored three for the Wildcats. Tim Rotanz and Mahoney each scored once. Bellissimo led the Eagles with three goals and LoScalzo had two.

04/20/12 7:45pm

MICHAEL GASPARINO PHOTO | Shoreham-Wading River's Tyler Keys handing the baton to Ryan Udvadia for the final leg of the final leg of the 4x400-meter relay during Friday's League VII meet in Mount Sinai.


Shoreham-Wading River improved to 4-0 in Suffolk County League VII boys track and field with a 90-57 victory over Mount Sinai Friday afternoon at Mount Sinai High School.

The Wildcats won 11 events, including all three relays, and took the top three positions in the 200 meters, the 1,600 and the 3,200.

Jordan Wright won the 100 in 10.9 seconds and the 200 in 23.5 seconds. John Lee won the 1,600 in 4:45 and the 3,200 in 10:59.1. Matt Leunig won the 400-meter intermediate hurdles in 1:03.4. Tyler Keys won the 800 in 2:12, Israel Squires took first in the 400 in 53.2 seconds, and Tom Sager placed first in the pole vault with a height of 12 feet 6 inches.

The Wildcats will continue their league season at Southampton High School on Monday.

08/09/11 7:57am

MICHAEL GASPARINO PHOTO | Former NHL and Team USA players Chris (left) and Peter Ferraro at their summer hockey camp at Islanders Iceworks in Syosset.

Their gloves are different.

That’s the quickest way to tell Chris and Peter Ferraro apart as they skate around the rink, teaching at one of their summer hockey camps. The 38-year-old identical twins dress in matching black warm-ups, wear the same brand of skates, with black baseball caps worn backwards — mirror images of each other as they command, encourage, motivate and cajole the two dozen or so young players running through drills at Islanders Iceworks in Syosset.

That the brothers — two of only a handful of players from Long Island to make it to the National Hockey League and just the second pair of twins ever to play on the same NHL team — are teaching hockey together surprises exactly no one.

Since they were born in 1973 (Chris is one minute older) the Ferraro brothers have been pretty much inseparable. From prep school and junior hockey to winning an NCAA national championship and the Olympics, to a professional career that spanned 15 years — mostly on the same teams — with 166 combined games in the NHL, Chris and Peter Ferraro have never been far apart.

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That’s not changing anytime soon.

“They’ve been together always,” said their mother, Diane, from behind the counter at Plaza Surf and Sports in Rocky Point, the sporting goods business the family has run for almost 40 years. “If one was hurt, the other knew it. They had their fights, don’t get me wrong — there were plenty of holes in the basement walls … but they have a connection you can’t explain.”

Spend 10 minutes at Plaza Surf and Sports and you’ll quickly understand where the Ferraro brothers found their work ethic.

It’s a family business in the truest sense, with older brothers Michael and Joseph and younger sister Michelle at the store just about every day. And so it was one weekend afternoon, with Chris and Peter in the hockey section helping outfit a couple of their students with new equipment.

“They always come back to Sound Beach, whether I want them to or not,” Diane said with a smile. “They come back to their roots. It’s home.”

“We grew up in a family setting where we knew what it was like to work seven days a week, and see your family struggle and grind to make a living,” Peter said. “You go up to Plaza Surf and Sports you have my mother, who is 65 years old, up there seven days a week.”

The Ferraros have been surrounded by sports their entire lives, and not just through the family business (they’ve had a second Plaza location in Montauk for 25 years). Father Peter was a minor league baseball player and older brothers Michael and Joe were also athletes, so of course the twins would be as well.

MICHAEL GASPARINO PHOTO | Peter Ferraro was selected No. 24 overall by the Rangers in the 1992 NHL Draft. His brother Chris was then selected by the Rangers in the fourth round, keeping them together on the ice.

They grew up as Islanders fans, raised during the Stanley Cup championship era, and started playing ice hockey at age six. By age nine, they were playing with an elite program in Philadelphia, having already surpassed the hockey opportunities available locally.

Chris said his father rented out the ice rink in Dix Hills, and when the boys were 12, he and a partner founded the Rye Rangers, a travel team featuring top players from the tri-state area, and they played in tournaments across the U.S. and Canada.

“It was a nonstop ongoing journey for us,” Chris said. “We put in a lot of miles. It was very challenging, but we had the full support of our family to make that possible.”

The brothers attended Joseph A. Edgar School in Rocky Point, but eventually moved on to attend the Tabor Academy in Massachusetts. By age 16, they had advanced to junior hockey, moving to Iowa (their mother and sister went along with them) to play for the Dubuque Fighting Saints of the USHL.

“It was a major adjustment and a major step up,” Chris said. “I almost packed my bags and went back because I didn’t think I was ready for that competition. We were small guys and were playing against grown men.”

“We made decisions together,” Peter added. “I felt we should stay. I knew that we could meet the challenge. At every level we played, we exceeded the expectations of our abilities, being smaller players. We’ve never shied away from any challenge. If fact, we’ve embraced it.”

It didn’t take long for the pair to settle in. Chris led the league in scoring that first year, with 53 goals and 97 points, while Peter chipped in with 21 goals and 52 points. The following season, split between the Saints and the Waterloo Black Hawks, the pair were 1-2 in league scoring: Peter with 48 goals and 53 assists for 101 points, and Chris with 49 goals and 50 assists.

The Ferraros’ junior seasons and their performance playing for the U.S. at the 1992 World Junior Championships (Peter was named All-World), boosted their draft rating considerably.

Sure enough, the New York Rangers selected Peter in the first round, 24th overall in 1992. The brothers were prepared to go their separate ways, but while Chris had to sit through the second and third rounds wondering when his turn would come, it all worked out when the Rangers stepped up in round four to keep the brothers together.

The following year, the brothers went to the University of Maine and enjoyed one of the best seasons in college hockey history, helping the Black Bears to a 42-1-2 record and the NCAA Division I championship.

“It was arguably the best college hockey team put on the ice,” Chris said of a team that featured future NHL superstar Paul Kariya up front, and an unbeatable goaltending tandem of Garth Snow and Mike Dunham, who are now, respectively, general manager and goaltending coach for the Islanders.

“We knew we were going into one of the best programs out there,” Chris said. “It was one of those situations where you look around the locker room, and you say to yourself, there’s just no possible way we’re going to lose tonight. We had every piece of the puzzle.”

FRIEDEMANN VOGEL/BONGARTS/GETTY IMAGES | Peter Ferraro (L) and Chris Ferraro (R) celebrate a goal during the TUI Nations Cup match between the USA and Slovakia at the TUI Arena in Hanover, Germany on Nov. 13, 2005.

After winning the NCAA title, the Ferraros set their sights on winning a gold medal with the USA men’s hockey team at the 1994 Olympic Winter Games in Lillehammer, Norway.

“When they put on the USA hockey jersey, that was one of the proudest moments I’ve experienced in my life,” said Diane. “It was about pride in your country. You’re waving your flag in another country, there’s nothing like it. It was incredible.”

“When you have the honor and the privilege of playing for your country, there’s no greater feeling in the world,” Peter said, adding that the U.S. team excelled in its exhibition matches. “We’re playing NHL teams, we’re playing top teams in Europe. And we weren’t just winning games, we were absolutely dominating teams.”

Unfortunately, the pre-Olympic success didn’t carry over to the Games themselves. The U.S. team went 1-1-3 in the first round and then lost to Finland in the quarterfinals, 6-1, to finish in eighth place. “The chemistry just fell apart,” Peter said, pointing to roster adjustments made prior to the Games.

“They tried to better the team and it didn’t work out as expected,” Chris added. “It went in a different direction.”

Peter was the first twin called to the NHL, but while he played on a line with Mark Messier, something was missing. “I couldn’t completely enjoy the experience because I was alone,” Peter said. “My twin’s not here. To explain the bond … you can’t explain it. My mother knows, she has a finger on us. But you actually have to be a twin to really know it because you feel each other and know each other’s tendencies. It’s the greatest blessing.”

The brothers were later called up together, and Peter doesn’t hesitate when asked what their most memorable moment was in the NHL. It was Chris’s first career goal, at Madison Square Garden against John Vanbiesbrouck and the Florida Panthers, with assists by Brian Leetch and — yes — Peter Ferraro.

“The whole family was there,” Peter recalled. “It was just tremendous.”

Peter played in 92 NHL games for the Rangers, Pittsburgh Penguins, Boston Bruins and Washington Capitals, with nine goals and 15 assists. Chris played in 74 NHL games for the Rangers, Penguins, Islanders and Edmonton Oilers, finishing with seven goals and nine assists. The pair also played in the minors — and faced off against each other a couple of times — in the AHL, IHL and ECHL, and played together for Sodertalje in the Swedish Elite League, and in Germany for the DEG Metro Stars.

Peter totaled 251 goals in the AHL, scoring 52 goals and 51 assists in his final two professional seasons with the Las Vegas Wranglers. He helped the Providence Bruins win the Calder Cup in 1999, when he was named MVP of the playoffs. Chris scored 21 goals in his final pro season in 2008-09, and helped the Chicago Wolves win the IHL’s Turner Cup in 2000.

Looking back on their careers, the brothers are quick to credit their coaches for their development, from John Hill and Rob Grill in juniors, to Shawn Walsh, Red Gendron and Grant Standbrook at Maine, to Chuck Grillo with the Minnesota Hockey Camps in the summers, when they trained with top players from across the globe for 12 weeks, 14 hours a day.

They’re looking to provide that same level of instruction with Ferraro Brothers Elite Hockey, which runs clinics and camps at several Long Island rinks. Their brother Joe is among the instructors.

“That’s our primary goal, to come back here and give to our local hockey base so they can get top-notch training from players who have gone down that path,” Chris said. “It’s a mission of ours to give them opportunities. We put or heart and soul into it.”

Running a hockey school wasn’t necessarily what the brothers planned on doing when their playing careers ended, but it quickly became clear that this was their calling.

“During our playing career we did this in the summers, as a hobby,” Chris said. “But over a few summers, we were like, ‘We love doing this.’ Just the way the kids related to us, and the way we relate to the kids. And there’s a major need for it.”

“Every athlete has a very difficult transition when it’s over,” Chris continued. “You’re playing at the highest levels, and how do you come down from that? It was a situation where we knew we could transition very easily into this. It’s more rewarding. It’s absolutely phenomenal.”

This summer was the first full summer for the Ferraros, with nine weeks of hockey schools. “We are so busy, I know what it’s like to work for a living now,” Chris said. “We’re working harder than ever, but it’s our passion, so we don’t mind it. We love it.”

“It’s probably the most rewarding job that I’ve ever had,” Peter added. “Chris and I have always had that ability to make the players around us better. And now that we’re in a position where we can give back to the local hockey community, it’s by far the most rewarding opportunity we’ve had in a long time.”

The brothers said the next step would be to establish a hockey facility to provide Long Island players the opportunities they had to leave the Island to enjoy.

“The most difficult thing is, honestly, not having a home,” Chris said. “If there was a facility where we had access to ice time and off-ice training in one spot, a state-of-the-art facility with two rinks, off-ice training capabilities, and skill development stations. It’s not difficult for my brother and I, because that’s what we know. And I think we’re in an area that can benefit from it hugely.”

Chris noted that places like Boston, Minnesota and Canada have the facilities where young players believe they can play at the highest levels, whereas Long Island parents seem resigned to accept that those same opportunities don’t exist for their kids. They’d like to change that.

“If we had the ability to latch onto a group that could invest in something to that degree, it’s an expensive project to put together,” Chris said. “But yeah, my brother and I would be in our glory to oversee the operations of everything on and off the ice.”

It would be a perfect coda to a hockey career that has given the twins more than they ever could have imagined. They’ve visited The White House (twice), have had their gear in the Hockey Hall of Fame, traveled the world, played with Wayne Gretzky — on the same line — and alongside other all-time greats like Messier, Leetch, Ray Borque, Jaromir Jagr, Ron Francis and Pat LaFontaine.

“To look back and say here we are, two Long Island guys, who did this on our own with the support of our family, it was a long, tedious road,” Peter said. “But we found the resources to give ourselves a chance. And then to go to Canada and realize that we’re right there with these guys, and you know what, we’re better than these guys. We’re doing something right here.”

“You don’t become successful by sitting around and hoping that things work out,” Peter added. “It all comes down to hard work and determination, and Chris and I have had the luxury of sharing those experiences together.”

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08/07/11 7:57am

RUSTY KENNEDY/ASSOCIATED PRESS | The car of Mattituck' Greg Sacks sails over Lake Speed's wrecked car at Pocono International Raceway during the A.C. Spark Plug 500 NASCAR race in Long Pond, Pa., July 23, 1989.

Greg Sacks was around 11 years old when his life changed.

A self-described “competitive kid” who’d always enjoyed racing bicycles in the woods near his parents’ home on New Suffolk Avenue, or go-karts in the old A&P parking lot, Sacks took a trip to Riverhead Raceway with Edie and Parker Wickham, friends of Greg’s parents, Arnie and Pat.

The Wickhams owned the Mattituck Airbase and supported Gary Winters, who competed at the quarter-mile oval in Riverhead.

“It was 1963 or ’64,” the now 58-year-old Sacks recalled. “They swung by in their ’63 Corvette, and picked me up to watch Gary race. It was my first time at the track, and I just loved it.”

Eventually, Sacks and his father bought an old car and turned it into a beach buggy, which he raced against friends. Then, Sacks’ friend Bob Cidone of Mattituck made the 16-year-old an offer he couldn’t refuse.

Cidone drove in the Novice class at Riverhead and built a Figure Eight car. “He asked me, if I wanted to, he’d qualify and I would drive in the race,” Sacks remembered. “I said, ‘I’m in.’ ”

There was one catch. “He told me, ‘You can’t stop at the X,’ ” Sacks said. “I got T-boned once, I T-boned a car in front of me. The car got towed, and everyone in the grandstand wanted to see who was this crazy kid?”

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Over the next 40 years, that kid enjoyed a racing career that saw tremendous success as a Modified driver, 263 starts in NASCAR Winston Cup (and later, NEXTEL Cup and Nationwide Series) races, more than $3.4 million in earnings, and what many call one of the great upsets in stock car history, when he won the Firecracker 400 at Daytona International Speedway in 1985.

Sacks, who lives in Port Orange, Florida with his wife, Vicky, doesn’t race as much as he used to but is still very involved in the sport. He and his sons, Paul and Brian, own Grand Touring Vodka, a spirits company that sponsors the No. 88 car driven by Eric Almirola for JR Motorsports, the NASCAR Nationwide Series racing team owned by Dale Earnhardt Jr.

Almirola drove the Grand Touring Vodka Chevrolet to a fourth-place finish July 30 at the Kroger 200 in Indianapolis, the team’s third straight top-five finish.

Sacks was behind the wheel when the car made its debut in July 2010 at Daytona in the Subway Jalapeno 250 — on the 25th anniversary of his victory in the Firecracker 400. “I started seventh, and was running fifth,” Sacks said. “I really had visions of grandeur.”

But Sacks spun his tires after a restart, “and from there it was all downhill.” He finished 21st, but his teammate, Earnhardt Jr., won the race.

Sacks said it won’t be his last. “Retirement? There’s no such thing,” Sacks said with a laugh. “That’s not going to happen. I don’t think drivers ever retire. They just pass on. Driving is not about age, it’s about desire.”

When he wasn’t scouting for parts at Freddy Gallo’s junkyard, Sacks was trying to learn as much as he could from the Riverhead drivers.

“There were so many great drivers back in the day on Long Island,” he said. “John Ambrose, Junior Ambrose, Joe Krakowski, Jim Malone, Charlie Jarzombek, Fred Harbach, Jimmy Hendrickson. One week, I lost an engine. John Ambrose gave me one to use to compete against him. That’s just the way it was.”

SPORTS ILLUSTRATED/GETTY IMAGES | Greg Sacks (40) and Sterling Marlin (4) at Bristol Motor Speedway and on the cover of the July 24, 1995 issue of Sports Illustrated.

Sacks was named Rookie of the Year in 1970, and raced at both Riverhead and Islip Speedway in those early days. He and Vicky were married in 1975, and son Brian was born soon after. His final race in his own car was the 1978 Race of Champions at Pocono Raceway; he was running second when his engine blew with 10 laps to go.

It was then that Sacks started thinking about getting out of the driver’s seat. He had a family and worked for his parents’ produce business on the East End. “I just felt that maybe it was time to get away from the hobby,” Sacks said. “You work all day at your job and then work all weekend on your car.”

But soon after Sacks put his cars up for sale, his phone started ringing. On the other end were people who wanted Sacks to keep driving — for them.

“I didn’t know I had that option,” he said. “It changed everything, and my career went from being just a hobby, to a hobby that I was paid to do. What better life is there than to make your living doing what you love to do? That’s the pinnacle.”

In 1979, Maynard Troyer of Troyer Race Cars had customers who needed drivers. Sacks raced for the first time out of state in Massachusetts and won, the three drivers behind him representing the event’s previous nine victories.

Sacks decided to make a run at the Winston Cup Series, going to Florida in 1980 to meet with Richard Childress and Junior Johnson. Sacks drove at a test session at Daytona with Darryl Waltrip, and was turning in some very fast times. But in a later run, the car flipped.

“It was scary,” Sacks said. “One of the rescue workers told me they thought they’d lost me because I was hyperventilating; it wasn’t until I was on the board that I took a deep breath. I woke up in the hospital with a broken collarbone, cheekbone and the doctor was stitching my head.”

Sacks said the whites of his eyes had turned red from broken capillaries. “I came home, and my kids ran up to me, and then they just stopped.”

Sacks returned to the open wheel Modifieds and continued to excel, and in 1982 Ernie Wilsberg, owner of Mattituck Plumbing and Heating, asked Sacks to drive for him. “So I said, I have a truck, and he said, ‘No I think I’ll buy a new truck,’ ” Sacks recalled. “And then I said we could run a shop out of my garage and he said, ‘No, I think I’ll build a new shop.’ And then he said, ‘What kind of car do you want?’ ”

Sacks said Wilsberg and his son, Jamie, went all-out to give Sacks whatever he needed to win. “It was like a Christmas wish come true.”

Sacks picked up his new car three days before the World Series of Asphalt Racing series in New Smyrna, Fla. Sacks won the eight-night series, winning each of the first three races and six overall, placing second and fourth as well.

“That was indicative of how that season was going to go,” said Sacks, who had a phenomenal year, winning 28 of 38 starts, including two 11-race winning streaks. He won 15 races and took the track championship at Stafford Motor Speedway in Connecticut.

“It was an unbelievable time in my life where everything fell into place,” Sacks said.

In 1983, Sacks decided to move south and run in the Grand National Series. His father, Arnie, asked, “Why not Winston Cup?”

“I couldn’t afford to run Winston Cup,” Sacks said. “Dad’s response was, everything else we do, we do as a family. Let’s do it together.”

So they started Sacks Motor Sports and Sacks moved to North Carolina, flying home to Long Island to run the family business during the week while racing on the weekends. His brother Harry ran the racing shop. Sacks ran five races that year, making his debut at the Pepsi 400. He ran a full schedule in 1984 and finished 19th in points, and was the runner-up for Rookie of the Year behind Rusty Wallace.

GETTY IMAGES | Greg Sacks enjoys what would be his only career NASCAR Cup victory following the Firecracker 400 at Daytona International Speedway on July 4, 1985.

In 1985, Sacks finished sixth at the Daytona 500, and when he returned to the track in July for the Firecracker 400, he was unsponsored. Bill Gardner of DiGard Motorsports asked Sacks to drive for him, agreeing to lease Sacks’ Chevrolet if he would run it as a research and development car.

“We had the equipment and the car was very fast,” Sacks said. “Robert Yates, the engine builder, told me he could tell by the color of the pistons that I rode the car hard and in the gas.”

Sacks started in ninth position. Since he was driving an R&D car, he wasn’t expected to finish, but he was running so well, he stayed in the race. Sacks credited crew chief Gary Nelson for keeping him in the right frame of mind as he moved up as high as fourth place. “He told me on the radio, ‘You’ve got the best seat in the house, just enjoy the show.’ ”

Sacks had a makeshift pit crew and his pit stops weren’t great — except for the final one. Volunteers from other crews of cars who were out of the running came to help Sacks exit that final stop in second place. At this point, Nelson came on the radio and said, “O.K., Greg, show us what you’ve got.”

Sacks beat pole-sitter Bill Elliot, who had not only won the Daytona 500 earlier in the year, but had led the Firecracker 400 for 103 of the event’s 160 laps.

Childress was one of the first to congratulate him. “The whole pit row was clapping,” Sacks said. “It was really amazing.”

Later that summer, Sacks returned to a hero’s welcome at Riverhead Raceway, his first time back at the quarter-mile oval since 1976. “It was incredible the reception I got from the fans,” he said.

Sacks had five top-10 finishes in 1985 and continued to race in Winston Cup through 1998. He won the Hummingbird Fishfinder 500 Busch Series race at Talladega in 1996, and was away for a couple of years before returning to driving in 2004.

Sacks noted that Grand Touring Vodka came about while searching for a sponsor for a new racing team. Sacks and his son, Paul, had a meeting with what he described as a “large Russian vodka company.” The company changed hands and no longer wanted to be involved in racing, but that initial meeting prompted Sacks and his family to come up with a business plan for a company of their own.

Over the next 3 ½ years, Sacks said, they developed a formula, and formed an investment group that included Graham Barnett and fellow East Enders Buzz Chew, Bill Goggins, and Bill and Scott Osler. Grand Touring Vodka sold its first case in 2010 and is now sold in 34 states, and Sacks said his focus now is on developing and expanding the company while staying close to racing.

“I had always felt that I would get involved in team ownership,” he said.

Sacks is also happy that his family has stayed close. All three children, including daughter Rachel, have successful business careers and want to help him with his new venture.

It’s no surprise to Sacks.

“That’s just the way I was brought up,” he said. “We do things as a family.”

06/04/11 8:07pm

ROBERT O'ROURK PHOTO | Shoreham Wading River goalie Tyler Lutien makes a save, one of many he made in the Wildcats' 9-4 loss to Garden City in the Long Island championship game Saturday night.

Shoreham-Wading River’s quest for a fourth Long Island boys lacrosse championship ended Saturday night in the Class B final at Stony Brook University, with a 9-4 loss to Nassau County champion Garden City.

The Trojans, winners of the last six Nassau titles, advanced to the New York State Public High School Athletic Association Class B semifinals, where they will face Yorktown this Wednesday.

Shoreham-Wading River finished the season with a record of 17-3.

Tom Rotanz Jr., Mike Malave, Kris Miller and Paul Curran scored for the Wildcats.

Patric Berkery scored three goals for Garden City and Devin Dwyer added two more.

The Wildcats opened the scoring 1:12 into the game when Malave found Rotanz Jr. just outside the left post for a 1-0 lead.

Rotanz returned the favor with just under four minutes left in the quarter, assisting on Malave’s goal from eight yards in front, giving the Wildcats a two-goal edge.


Garden City’s patient attack yielded nothing in the opening 12 minutes, partly because of two turnovers deep in the Shoreham end, and partly because of two key stops, one by goaltender Tyler Lutjen and another by the post on a shot by Berkery.

The Trojans dominated possession in the second quarter — mainly because of Rob Savage’s faceoff proficiency — and cut the lead in half two minutes in on a goal by Dwyer.

Lutjen made three more stops from point-blank range to help maintain Shoreham’s edge, but Savage evened it up with 3:09 left in the half.

The Trojans pulled ahead with 1:43 remaining when Tom Gordon converted a pass from Dwyer behind the net. Brian Coleman added to the lead with an unassisted goal with 23 seconds left, and the Trojans took a 4-2 lead into halftime.

The Wildcats had a man-up opportunity early in the third but turned it over on a bad pass, then Malave was stopped by Trojan goalie Dan Marino.

Lutjen made another big save on a bullet by Berkery midway through the third, but Berkery got another chance with a man advantage and didn’t miss, scoring with 2:54 left to make it 5-2.

Jack Spencer scored another goal for Garden City with 30 seconds remaining, and the Trojans led by four heading into the final quarter.

Savage won the opening faceoff of the fourth quarter, and a few seconds later, Berkery scored to extend the Trojan lead to 7-2.

A Wildcats turnover gave the ball right back 90 seconds later, and Dwyer scored his second of the game and it was 8-2.

Curran got one back for the Wildcats with an unassisted goal with nine minutes remaining, and then Miller bounced a shot past Marino with 6:48 left to cut the gap to 8-4.

But Berkery scored his third of the game with 4:02 left to make it 9-4, and the Trojans ran out the clock to end it.

Shoreham-WR 2-0-0-2 — 4
Garden City 0-4-3-2 — 9

Check back Sunday for the complete story and postgame reaction.

09/02/10 12:00am

When we pulled out of our driveway for our annual summer vacation road trip to Amish country, I was excited. We were leaving somewhat close to on time, the kids actually agreed on what DVD to watch and the Jeep was packed so perfectly I wanted to take a picture for the scrapbook.

Five hours later, I was driving into a tornado warning in a scene straight out of “Storm Chasers.”

It was going to be a long week.

We’ve taken these summer vacations for seven years now, and in that time I’ve learned a few things, which I will share with you here.

It’s not about the parents. Whenever someone asked about my vacation, I’d answer, “The kids had fun.” Which isn’t to say my wife and I didn’t enjoy ourselves. Any time away from work and bouncing around between play dates and swimming lessons and library programs is time well spent.

It’s just that when you have an 8-year-old and a 4-year-old, the itinerary revolves around them, not us. My wife wanted to carve out a couple of hours at the outlets and my kids reacted as if she’d asked them to walk on hot coals. Fifteen minutes and two pairs of sneakers later, the shopping was over.

Every activity was planned with our children’s happiness in mind: the two amusement parks, the nightly in-room videos, the hours in the hotel pool, even the dinner choices. Last year we went to an all-you-can-eat buffet that my son loved. This year, he made me promise we’d go back. Why? They had garlic bread. Exotic!

Americans are fat. We had dinner at two different buffet restaurants, a barbecue joint and a Bob Evans, and between them and the water parks we got an up-close look at our nation’s obesity epidemic.

Just because you’re allowed to eat all you can, doesn’t mean you should. But that didn’t stop some people from hammering the buffet like ocean waves during a hurricane. Why have one meal when you can have four? And then cheesecake, ice cream and pecan pie for dessert. Yum.

We’d then see these same people at the pool or the water park, wearing bathing suits that strained the limits of both taste and physics. Repulsed, we vowed to start dieting, but not before filling a bucket with candy at Hersheypark.

Traffic reports are useless. Especially in New York City, where despite the fact that you can get them two times every 10 minutes “on the eights” or “on the ones,” they never give you the information you need.

Example: We’re driving home on Thursday. No traffic from Lancaster to New Jersey, where we break for lunch at noon at a turnpike rest stop. I need to get home by 3 p.m. to pick up the dog at the boarder. At the rate we’re flying, it should be no problem.

The only decision is how to get through the city. Two traffic reports warn me of 30-minute inbound delays on the George Washington Bridge, and more delays at the tunnels. The clear choice is to take the Goethals to the Verrazano to the Belt, since there were no delays mentioned on that route.

I get off at Exit 13 and am barely through the toll when the traffic backs up. The bridge is bad, and it’s worse once I’m on Staten Island. Only then does the ensuing traffic report mention construction delays closing a lane on the Staten Island Expressway.

We’re talking hour-long delays. What’s worse is that it’s not because of an accident, but construction, which means it was a known issue. And they couldn’t mention it in the earlier reports? “Whatever you do, avoid Staten Island as you would a mall kiosk worker.”

I admit I lost my patience and may have said a naughty word or two (or 11). The only consolation was that once we were past the “construction” — where there wasn’t a worker in sight — traffic opened up like the Red Sea all the way to Brooklyn. To say I was speeding to make up the difference would be like saying LeBron James hurt a few feelings in Cleveland.

I will never own a GPS. Give me a map, a compass and the sun and I’m set. I’ve heard too many horror stories about people following GPS commands only to end up in someone’s driveway. “This doesn’t look like I-95! And who is that angry man with the shotgun?”

We took a different route to Lancaster this year and when I got off at the designated exit, the road signs didn’t jibe with what my compass was telling me. Throw in the tornado warnings and I decided to stop at a gas station before pushing blindly forward.

But I refused to ask anyone for directions. I flipped through a couple of local maps to confirm what road to take and went on my way. Was it me being a stubborn male? Perhaps. Would the GPS have helped? Maybe.

I like to think it was the spirit of adventure that had me forge ahead that way. After all, with kids too young to ride roller coasters, and the wife and I collapsing of exhaustion each night when we finally got some “alone time,” I took excitement wherever I could find it.

And did I mention gas was like 30 cents a gallon cheaper? Talk about exciting.

Mr. Gasparino is a freelance writer and former Times/Review Newspapers editor.